I hate wearing bras. Ugh. My full C cup ta-tas require the utmost support. Whenever I start complaining about how girls have to wear uncomfortable underwear I just remember my foremothers who had to wear all that full-bodied corset BS that I am pretty sure was damn close to torture. In order to quell my undergarment woes I decided to do a bit of research into how women’s underwear has evolved throughout the past century. From corsets to the Wonder Bra, it’ll never be any surprise to me that when feminist decided to rebel against gender norms they burned their bras. Read more…
I bought a pair of these panties in black lace for the same reason anyone buys anything at Target: I was there to buy a box of Luna Bars and saw them hanging on a rack under a big $5 sign. I knew they were cute and cheap, but I didn’t know they would quickly become my new favorite underwear: they’re sexy, comfy, and with just the right amount of stretch, they’re totally flattering. And yeah, did I mention they’re $5 a pop? I’m about to grab a few more colors, and I encourage you to join me! [$5, Target]
Lace, satin and ribbons, oh my! We scoured the internet to come up with the sexiest, sultriest, sweetest pieces of plus-size lingerie, and boy, have we got some hot numbers. From waist-cinching corsets to romantic baby dolls, there’s something for every plus-size lady to feel good in. Check ‘em out above!
Attention: Men who are special enough to fit into Stud Undies. Please contact us here at Frisky headquarters ASAP. We would like to hire you as our resident manty model. [Jaquilina]
I don’t know about you all, but my lingerie budget is really cramping my everything-else budget. So I’m always thrilled to find a new outlet for my lingerie fetish and I am obsessed with Lace, the new lingerie line at ShoeDazzle. Yup, ShoeDazzle, the shoe-of-the-month club that you’ve probably seen Kim Kardashian promoting, sells sexy underthings. Nightgowns, bustiers, chemises and matching bra-and-panties sets can be bought (in sets only) for around $32 each. I’m loving the lacy, ultra-feminine looks, but you might fancy the seductive satin ones — and don’t even get me started on all the bustiers with straps for thigh-high stockings. Boo hoo for my single status … it’s your loss, boys! Now pardon me while I go stock my lingerie war chest. [ShoeDazzle.com Lace] Keep reading »
When I first saw these Stella McCartney panties, I thought I was staring at pubic hair sculpted in the shape of the Weezer logo. It was a very confusing moment for me. [$52, Revolve Clothing]
It’s not an accident that when I rummage through my underwear drawer on laundry day, the only pair I can find is a lacy red thong or a silky black G-string. I wear my favorite intimates first, and am then left with the rest as a last resort. But in my case, the last resort is what other people would call “sexy lingerie.”
Yes, I’m a lover of granny panties.
Back in high school, I joined in with the rest of my friends were trying on tiny undies and thong shopping. This is the only reason I own “sexy underwear” to begin with — they’re left over from my experimental days. As I grew up, I came to two conclusions. One, granny panties are fucking comfortable, and two, the only person I should worry about impressing is myself. Keep reading »
A bra gun holster probably makes more sense to ardent NRA fans and gun-owners. Right? I hope so, because as much as I believe in a lady’s right to own a gun, carrying it between her ta-tas sounds like a terrible idea. The $40 Flashbang Bra Gun Holster is a Kydex pouch, molded to fit the special model of gun, and it attaches to the piece of bra fabric between your two cups. The gun doesn’t hide in your boobs; it actually hangs free under them. Pistol-packing lasses can whip the gun free by merely yanking it — after reaching down the front of their shirt first, of course. I’d be way too afraid I’d shoot myself in the boob, or worse, to pack heat in my bazoombas. I wonder what the NRA’s stance is on reconstructive breast surgery for dopey accidents. [Wired]
What is my favorite thing about both my roommates going out of town for the weekend? Being naked. Nothing feels better. Oh, I want a glass of water? No, I won’t put on pants for that. Don’t get me wrong, I like fashion as much as the next girl, but my days and nights would be so much easier if I never had to think about clothing again. I don’t like the time (and sometimes the agony) it takes to plan out an outfit, I don’t like that my bra always shifts to the right, and I HATE when I get a wedgie. Living in New York City means never having an opportunity to inconspicuously pull out a wedgie. It’s a real problem. If I could, I’d go commando in nothing but a sundress all the time. I’m not saying to be irresponsible about it! There are a great number of things you can’t do when you’re going fancy free in a dress or skirt–things that would be painful and shameful. Don’t worry, I made you a list. Do not partake in the following activities, and you can enjoy a easy, breezy, beautiful
cover girl day in the sun. Read more…
Manties: will they ever cease to be entertaining? Especially when they are made of beef jerky. And bedazzled with rhinestones. And rumored to mix perfectly with ball sweat to enhance natural male pheromones. No, they will not. You can buy your man a pair of these tasty, meat haute couture Brief Jerkies on Etsy for a mere $15. But really, would you destroy his self-esteem like that for the sake of your own amusement? Well, maybe you would.
This slideshow needs no further introduction, but I will just say that, after doing some research on the subject, I will never be the same. Click through to see some more manty styles that a dude should never be caught dead in. [Etsy]